perhaps I have my own mind.
It’s bullying to insist I do,
also I think it’s unkind.
Happiness or heartache,
what’s wrong with being alone.
There’s more to life than relationships,
no, I’m not made of stone.
Take the exam or fail,
there’s more ways to learn a new trick.
Just because I’ve not got a masters,
no, it doesn’t make me thick.
Let’s not forget to do or to die,
where on earth is the sense in that
There’s so many choices out there,
have you worked out Schrodinger’s cat?
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